“The Clique” was “Gossip Girl,” just younger. It's like “Gossip Girl,” except trade first times for first kisses, the college application anxiety for pre-high school nervousness, and the details about high-end fashion for… actually, keep that.
Claire battles Massie for power they eventually become best friends and then face new challenges together, like a backstabbing foreign exchange student, slipping social statuses, and high school boys. The entire series, then, is all about the scandals that go on in the girls’ outlandishly luxurious lives. Claire’s lower financial status and all-Gap wardrobe threaten Massie’s clique, who all happen to be ridiculously wealthy (though later on we find out that Kristen is secretly poor) and shop in stores like Barneys] and Saks. Lyons’s dad and Block’s dad are good friends). She’s like the Regina George[, or the Blair Waldorf of the series.Īnd what about the fifth girl? That would be Claire Lyons, a transfer student from Florida who ends up staying in the Block guest house along with the rest of her family. Massie keeps their private middle school-Octavian Country Day, or “OCD” as she likes to call it-under pretty controlling leadership, using snarky insults and expensive style as her weapons. Other members include Alicia Rivera (Massie’s second-in-command), Dylan Marvil, and Kristen Gregory.
Massie Block is the “alpha” of her clique-the Pretty Committee. And after I devoured that book, I looked up from the last page with the same confusion and question I had asked for the other 13 books in the series: What did I just read?įor context, “The Clique” follows five middle school girls living in Westchester, NY.
Even after the magic wore off, I still kept with the series until 2011, when the last sequel-“A Tale of Two Pretties”-was published. That was my first encounter with “The Clique” series, and it launched a three year obsession with finding every existing novel in the series and reading them voraciously. “That book has the word…” Her eyes flickered to a copy of Lisi Harrison’s “The Clique.” Her voice dropped, and I had to lean in to hear: “. “Grace, I have to warn you,” my fifth grade classmate whispered during our quiet library time.
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